I just hope to live a leisurely life in the world of anime.

Fortunately, An Shu didn't keep her waiting for long. In just a few breaths, she came over with a small white pillow.

“This is what I usually use,” An Shu explained.

On my big bed, there's a long, narrow pillow at the head of the bed, the same length as the width of the headboard, which I use for sleeping.

In addition to this large pillow, An Shu also specially bought a small one, which she could use to support her back when sitting on the headboard, or to rest her head on when lying on the bed playing.

"Eh"

The girl paused for a moment, and naturally, her thoughts wandered to the wrong conclusion.

Is this... someone wanting to sleep with me?

Mmm!

This change in attitude is too fast... Just a moment ago downstairs, I was asking for my opinion after I recited my own words.

Hmm... Could it be that Brother Anshu saw through my feelings, and that's why he let go of his reservations?

Would that lead to doing strange things to myself?

Should I refuse to appear less casual, or should I agree?

If I agree, will Brother Anshu think I'm promiscuous or something?

But what if Brother Anshu gets upset if I refuse?

In just a moment, seven or eight different thoughts flashed through the girl's mind, but she dismissed them the next second.

But, no... um.

Brother Anshu isn't that kind of person...

Even if she asked Brother Anshu to sleep with her, he would refuse...

The girl understood this perfectly, and even had an inexplicable confidence in it.

In any case, I did try it once... I tried it once when I thought reality was a dream.

But... could it be because my foot is injured this time, making it inconvenient for me, that Brother Anshu decided to sleep with me this time so he can take care of me?

A slight pain came from her foot, and the girl suddenly remembered this situation.

This kind of thing is...possible, right?

It's probably possible...

Even though she knew the probability was so small as to be negligible, the girl still held onto that hope.

What happened to Huihui?

"Huh?" The girl was momentarily dazed when the hand waving in front of her brought her back to her senses.

"Here, I've prepared the pillow for you."

An Shu pointed to the girl's injured foot, showing it only to the absent-minded girl: "If you put a pillow under it, it will be much more comfortable."

It has to be comfortable, after all, when I bought the pillow, I picked the most obedient one, and its softness is not much different from that of a girl herself.

The girl followed An Shu's finger and saw that the pillow that was originally in An Shu's hand had somehow ended up at her feet.

"I understand... Thank you, Brother Anshu."

Forgiveness isn't what I thought it was...

The girl was a little disappointed, but even so, she still showed her sweetest smile.

"That's alright. Well, then, Megumi-chan, go to sleep. I'll be right next door. If you need anything, just call me and I'll come over."

"Okay, sure."

"Be sure to call me if you need anything! If you want to get out of bed, try not to push yourself alone. Tell me and I'll have Hitomi help you."

"Ah."

"Well, good afternoon."

Good afternoon, Brother Anshu.

……

An Shu gently closed the door for the girl and breathed a sigh of relief.

Although he didn't understand why he should feel relieved.

He lowered his head and spread his hands out, looking at his palms.

Ok……

Aside from being soft... there's nothing else to it.

The texture is the same as the girls in my family, but... the scent is different!

Unlike the little girl with her begonia-like elegance, the two maids with their gardenia-like warmth, Aurelia with her rose-like elegance, and the little loli with her lingering milky fragrance, the young girl exudes a sweet and youthful aura.

Um!

In short, they all smell great!

And things like body odor have a scientific basis!

During the metabolic process, everyone produces alcohol and ester compounds, which can emit a distinct fragrance. Leaving aside any sour or unpleasant odor, everyone's body odor is quite different, making it truly unique.

If you don't usually feel that you have any smell, it's because you're used to it and your nose has become accustomed to the smell. If you get close to your shoulder and take a careful sniff, you'll notice the difference.

Forget it...

"What is Tong-chan doing?" An Shu lifted her up and saw the little girl lying on the bed, swinging her feet.

The little girl turned around, picked up what she was looking at, and said, "Here you go."

It's a storybook I often read.

"Well, I'll go downstairs and get Hui a glass of water."

"Well, let's go."

###Chapter 510 This Kind of Behavior###

(“Brother Anshu's pillow…”)

Well……

I was very sleepy, but after tossing and turning in bed many times, I still couldn't fall asleep.

The girl opened her eyes and looked towards the foot of the bed.

Using a pillow as a footrest...that's such a waste!

She subconsciously shrank her thighs.

The gauze on my ankle had been removed earlier that morning.

After all, bandaging a muscle strain is useless; the gauze is mainly used to hold small ice packs in place to prevent swelling.

So she still wears white stockings to this day.

She was still wearing her old school uniform, not having changed it off yet because it was too much trouble. Besides, it was only for an hour or two of sleep before dinner, so it didn't matter.

The girl made another "hmm" sound, nervously clutching the blanket that was only covering her stomach.

Ok……

Finally, the girl's eyes lit up, as if she had made up her mind.

Anyway, Brother Anshu doesn't know either...

She told herself this, and with that mindset, she carefully tilted her body to one side and stretched out her arm to beckon.

"Heave-ho, heave-ho—"

The girl stretched her arms to their limit, but still couldn't reach the pillow, so she swung them from side to side, trying to touch it.

And then... well, it failed.

Sure enough... my arms are still too short! When I'm lying down, I can't even touch my toes.

Wait, no, no, it should be that my legs are too long, yes, long legs, not short arms!

"Well……"

The girl gave herself an explanation and puffed out her cheeks in frustration.

In the end, we still had to get up.

Humans are such contradictory creatures. They can solve a problem in one go, but they insist on finding an easier way, only to find that the way they found simply doesn't work.

For example, if a piece of meat gets stuck between your teeth, most people won't look for a toothpick but will instead push their tongue to its limits.

The girl stood up; doing a sit-up wasn't difficult.

She bent down, gently lifted her injured leg, pulled out the pillow that An Shu had just brought, and then gently put her foot down.

"Hehehe~"

The girl held the white pillow up to her eyes, then hugged it to her chest, buried her face in it, and gently inhaled its scent.

It really is Brother Anshu's pillow!

It has a comforting and calming taste... soothing and pleasant.

The girl pressed her face against the pillow and exhaled, unconsciously rubbing her cheek against it.

But... isn't that a bit perverted?

She looks like a pervert...

Well, since no one saw it anyway, the girl relaxed.

People often like to do things when they are alone, things they wouldn't normally dare to do, and young girls are no exception.

rub rub~

The girl's mood, which had been low since last night, had finally improved. She hugged the pillow in her arms and lay down, closed her eyes, and slowly turned to her side, tucking the pillow under her body.

I want to hug you while I sleep...